It is a day like any other and his cry rings out Fresh every morning And the more you taste, the more you'll long for more He doesn't mind That his day is in the hands of strangers He is gonna go and meet All chasing dreams He will never understand And no firmer than the sand beneath his feet Marianne, Marianne He catches sight of Marianne Like in a dream she calls him over Every morning, all his newfound Marianne has heard She doesn't mind that her day Is in the hands of strangers She is gonna go and meet All chasing dreams She will never understand And no firmer than the sand beneath her feet Marianne Marianne Marianne Marianne